Happy Monday, folks. Here’s a story to start the week.
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The Hotel
The hotel wasn’t haunted, but it probably deserved to be.
Built on the site of a famous massacre, it had served as both a plague ward and an insane asylum. Fire had destroyed many of the original rooms, and restoration work in the 1920s revealed hidden dungeons used by the architect, a mass murderer named Chester Clearwater.
Crime scene investigators sorted the bones and counted the victims (17), but the hotel didn’t. It had other things on its mind: the slow creak of a luggage trolley, the first cool breeze of pine-scented autumn.
At its age, who could afford to count their ghosts?